I’ve Loved You Since the Day I First Laid Eyes on You

just-call-me-bitch:

detective-sonshine:

A/N- oh my god, this had me feeling some type of way the entire time I was writing it. I have no idea how this came into my mind, I literally just opened my laptop and started writing but wow I love it and I hope y’all do too

Warnings- smut, fluff, angst (triple threat ahahaha), gunshots, and sonny loving duh

Sonny lined himself at your entrance, his blue eyes piercing
yours, begging for confirmation. You grabbed his face and pulled it down to
yours, roughly placing a sloppy kiss to his soft, pink lips. With that, he wasted
no time sliding into you, his knuckles going white as they gripped the bars of
the cheap headboard behind your head. He pounded into you eagerly, as if you
would disappear if he stopped.

“God, you’re fucking perfect doll,” he growled into your
ear. You now had one arm wrapped around Sonny’s back, scratching your nails into
it out of pure pleasure, while the other was wrapped around your mouth, keeping
yourself from screaming out his name. The two of you had made it a habit of
fucking each other in the precinct’s on
call room when the other members of your team were busy on a case and wouldn’t
miss your absence. You had been best friends for a while but were made partners
long before that. You were head over heels in love with the Italian detective,
but you didn’t want to risk your friendship by doing something as dumb as
telling him how you feel.

You shook your head, as if to attempt to shake the thoughts
out of your head as you flipped the two of you over. Now on top, you grinded down
hard against him, feeling him fill you up completely. His hands instantly
lifted to your breasts, and his thumb and index fingers rolled your nipples
between them, only to intensify the extreme pleasure you were feeling. You rode
him, hard and rough. Between his growls and the shape his mouth makes when he’s
inside you, you were close. You stared straight into his eyes as you
practically yelled his name out as you came around him, tightening up.

“Fuck, Y/N,” he mumbled. He wasn’t far behind you. He placed
his hands on the small of your back and pressed you to him, so he could thrust insanely
fast up into you. The smell of your hair and the feeling of you tightening up
around his dick was what got him. His trusts became sloppy, and finally you
felt his warm release fill you up. You remained on top of him for a few
minutes, feeling his warm cum run out of you.

“That was…” you begin.

“Fucking amazing,” he finishes.

You rolled off him, grabbing the box of tissues off the side
table to clean yourself off with.

“Damn, Sonny. We have got to start using condoms. I hate
having to clean myself up.” He laughed, standing up and picking up his various
items of clothing that were scattered across the floor.

“Doll, you know I love going in raw,” he winked. You rolled
your eyes. You loved this Sonny. The Sonny no one else got to see except for
you.

Once the two of you were dressed and cleaned up, you carefully
opened the door leading to the precinct lobby.

“Come out in three minutes,” you say.

“Yeah, yeah, I know the drill.” You giggled, walking out.

Your eyes were instantly met with Rollins’. “Amanda, I—”

“Y/N, I know you screw Carisi and trust me, I couldn’t care
less. But you need to get him right now. Our perp from last week is holding
someone hostage. We gotta move, now.”

Your eyes went big, but there was no time to freak out. You ran
back into the room where you had previously made love to Sonny only to find him
sitting on the bed.

“Back for more already?” he smirks.

“Sonny…” you pause. The solemn look on your face must be
obvious because he immediately stood up and rushed to you.

“What is it?”

“Dixon is holding a vic hostage. We have to go, now.”

On the way there, Sonny drove. You felt like you were going
to throw up, and it wasn’t because of the lights, sirens, and Sonny’s speeding.
Dixon was a perp you and your team had been chasing for a while now. You and
Carisi had finally caught evidence against his horrendous rape-murders, but
since you had no warrant, the evidence was inadmissible, and the judge declared
a mistrial, letting Dixon off free. You had a sick feeling in your stomach. You
couldn’t help but think about how you could’ve prevented this.

When you arrived, you instantly were met by Liv, Fin, and a
ton of unis. “What’s going on, Lieu?” Sonny asked.

“Perp’s got his ex-girlfriend, Jennifer Hatley, hostage
inside there. He says he will only speak to one person. Carisi.”

You heart dropped.

“No,” you blurt out quickly.

“Sorry but last time I checked Y/L/N, you aren’t in charge. I
am. Carisi, are you up for it?”

“Yeah, I think I can talk him down.” You looked into his eyes
desperately, as if you were silently begging him not to do this.

“I’ll be okay, Y/L/N.” You felt your heart drop once more. You
hated not being his. You cared so much about him.

You stayed silent as Liv explained to Sonny what she wanted
him to do. He tightened his bullet proof vest and secured his gun to his side.

“Alright, I’m going in.”

You watched carefully as he walked slowly towards the front
door. He knocked three times before the door opened slightly. He pushed the
door open the rest of the way with his hands in the air.

You didn’t realize you were shaking until you felt a hand
rub your arm. “He will be okay Y/N. He’s a good cop.” You turn towards Amanda.

“Yeah but Dixon isn’t good.”

Minutes passed, and they felt like hours. You were a complete
mess, pacing back and forth when a loud, blood curdling scream interrupted you
from your stance followed by two gunshots, back to back. You didn’t have time to
think before your legs were carrying you quickly across the yard.

“Y/L/N, stop!” you hear. “Get back here now.” But you couldn’t.
You knew Sonny was in danger, and you didn’t even have to think about it. You had
to get to him as soon as possible.

Throwing the front door open, you see two bodies on the
ground. Your eyes squint, trying to locate Sonny. You see him lying on the
ground next to the perp, who had a bullet through his skull. You instantly
searched Sonny for gunshot wounds.

“Y/N, I’m okay, I’m okay, doll. It hit the vest. I’m okay. Shh,
shh. I’m okay.” He grabbed you and held you close to him, you didn’t even know
you were crying until you heard your loud sobs. SWAT ran in, securing the
building, followed by the rest of your squad, who seemed more concerned with
the vic, who was rattled up but okay for the most part.

“I thought you had left me,” you whispered to Sonny. He
teared up at your reaction.

“Y/N, baby, I could never leave you, I love you. I’ve loved
you since the day I first laid eyes on you.” You cried even harder, grabbing
him and holding him close, only to stop when he groaned.

“I love you too, Dominick.” You pressed your lips hungrily to
his despite the chaos around you.

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A week later, Liv was finally allowing Sonny to go back out
in the field. However, you were not allowed. You were on desk duty until
further notice due to the stunts you pulled and the complete insubordination. But
you didn’t care. You would ride the desk for the rest of your life if it meant
you could be with Sonny. Finally, you were his and he was yours. And nothing
would ever get in the way of that.

Love this after all the depressing angst I’ve been reading lately

Love.